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Hermione awoke on November the 1st with a slight light headed feeling, she rolled around in her large feather down green sheeted bed musing of the fun that had had last night. She suddenly gave a gasp of horror and sat up straight as a bored in her bed.
"Oh My God!" she screamed. " I kissed my potions Teacher!"
The realization that she had kissed no almost devoured her soon to be potions master and the brain of every student's existence last night came crashing into her brain. and she had liked it...no she had loved it. She absentmindedly brought her hand to her mouth and felt were his soft thin lips had claimed her own. For a soon to be greasy git he was an amazing kisser. She felt her cheeks go a deep red from the thought of him.
Then the balcony, he held her till dawn. Gods what was going on, and why did you allow your self to be held? Ecspecialy by him.
Hermione tried in vain to null the awkward feeling in her stomach when she thought of the dark eyed quick witted sullen boy who had held her tight last night when she was wallowing in self pity/
"Hermione this mark must be doing something to your brain!" she snapped at herself.
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As Hermione walked down into the great hall for breakfast she noticed a grand commotion over by the house point score board. There had to have been at least twenty people surrounding a special notice at the bottom of the point recorders.
"Hey Granger!" shouted Lucius from the mass of people, as he waded his way towards her, closely followed by Severus Snape. Hermione felt her cheeks become warm at the sight of him and quickly averted her eyes from his tall dark form towards Lucius.
"Whats going on?" she inquired.
"Dueling club competition sing up." Came Snapes voice in a rough response, Hermione stole a quick glance at him and saw that he had the faintest twinge of a blush on his pale cheeks and he was plainly avoiding her gaze.
"So are you going to enter it?" Lucius said while lightly bumping Hermione.
"Wh- What?" she sounded surprised.
"So you're not going to then?"
" No I don't think so"
There was a deep laugh from beside Lucius that seemed to have come from Severus. The blush was no longer present in his face, it had returned to its normal pale state.
"Whats your problem?" Hermione inquired, to Severus who no longer seemed to be blushing but was starring at her wit ha scowl and contempt.
"I just think that it is a wise move that you shouldn't enter the competition," he said with a bit of a snarl.
" Oh and why is that?"
"It's quite simple really, you would get grounded into a mass of blood and frizzy hair with in the first match so there's really no point in signing up for it." He said matter of factly.
Hermione felt anger flair inside of her, what is he playing at. Ha she laughed to herself. She probably had more experience dueling then he did, or the whole school for that matter. "Care to place a bet on that Snape?" she spat.
"What that you'll be destroyed in the first round?" he said with amusement.
"No, that I'll with the whole bloody competition" she growled.
She saw many emotions flash across Snapes face all of which returned to one, thrill and contempt.
" Well I will take that bet, but I truly doubt that you will be able to win the competition!"
"Oh and why is that?!"
" Very simple (he glared down at her with a daggers and poison) I intend to win Granger"
Hermione felt her resolve faultier a bit, only now after she had made the challenge did she realize what she was doing, she had just challenged her potion master to a duel, her Death eater potion master who for all she knew had probably already killed some one, to a wizards duel competition! She had never wanted to smack herself so hard before. What ever feelings that were there before were now gone replaced by plain fear.
But she couldn't let Snape see that.
" Ok then Snape a little wager, I win I will chose what ever punishment I see fit for you!"
Snape suddenly looked very interested. " And if I win?"
"What is it that you want?" she asked a little worriedly.
"When I Win I shall choose what ever punishment I see fit for you, no questions asked!"
She thought on this for a moment, there was no way she was going to loose. She held out her hand to him. "Deal?"
His hand and long spidery fingers clasped hers, and she fought hard not to blush again. " Deal!" he whispered.
" Are you two done with the whole " Im a bigger Wizard/Witch then you are" scheme?" came the highly annoyed voice of Lucius.
The two of then let go of each others hands like they were on fire. "What ever" mumbled Hermione.
"Are you going to enter Lucius?"
"No, Professor Lacouse band me from it last year." He mumbled sounding very embarrassed.
"Why?" Asked Hermione.
"Because he got drunk off his rocker before one of the final matches and some how managed to transfigure his own wand into a rubber chicken." Came Snape, trying desperately hard not to laugh at his embarrassed friend.
"Yah it took Lacouse two weeks to figure out how to turn it back" mumbled Lucius.
Hermione just laughed and grabbed the two boys and headed down for breakfast. The hall as usual was packed full of students and littered with teachers. The trio sat down at the Slytherin table and began "wolfing" down morsels of food. All three of them hadn't eaten since lunch yesterday due to the Halloween festivities.
Hermione smiled in her Pumpkin juice at the thought of yesterday; there had been games, food, competitions, food oh and of course food. Then there was the truth or dare match, that it is self was amazing, the Slytherin Snakes had really gone all out for that, and the Orb had truly amazed her. However she was very careful to always take the dare's lest some of her secrets about her origin leak out.
Once again Hermione's mind returned to the kiss she had shared with Severus Snape. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced. Not that she was completely with out knowledge in that area but she new from the way he kissed that he was a master of the art.
Like so many other things.
"Hey Hermione! You awake?" Lucius asked while waving a hand infront of her face trying to gain her attention.
She came out of her daze. "What?"
"You looked like you were away with the pixies! What was with the goofy smile on your face?" he inquired.
Hermione blushed a deep crimson, and Lucius picked up on it.
"Oohh, I see then. (He nudged Snape I n the ribs next to him) Looks like our litter Granger is growing up, she's got her first crush!" laughed.
Hermione looked indignant, and seethed at Lucius. " I do not have a "Crush!" as you so plainly put it"
"Not going to fly Granger, I've seen that look before, you've got it bad for some one. Common tell us, we won't say a thing!"
Hermione looked at Lucius and then to Snape. She froze when she got to Snape, he looked shut off from the world, and right then and there he looked just like he did when he taught her potions. Shaking the thoughts from her head she rounded back to Lucius.
"Lucius get it through your head, I'm not attracted to any one at this school, alright."
Yes you are! Came that annoying little voice in the back of her head.
She told it to shut up.
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The rest of the day was completely uneventful; she had finished all of her classes in the morning and now only had her normal double potions with the gryffendors. She had left the library at lunch early so she could get there a head of time.
When she reached the class room in the deep hart of the dungeons she reached to open the door but froze when she heard voices inside the class room.
"Selena, you know as well as I do that we should get her away from them." Hermione knew that voice she had heard it for the last seven years of her life, it was Minerva McGonagall head of Gryffindor house.
"Minerva! May I remind you that this is my son that you are talking about!" came the short and snappy reply of Selena Lacouse.
"My apologies Selena but I still think we should remove her from the two of them, something isn't right and you know as well as I do the future that is in store for those two."
" I know Minvera, and it pains me to think that my own flesh and blood would do such a thing especially him." ( She sounded exasperated )
" Precisely why we should remove her from their company, of all the boys she had to get mixed up with."
Lacouse cut her off. " I believe that she will be good for them, she is here for a reason."
"Selena may I remind you that what your "son" is going to do, what he is going to do to us all, what he is going to do to you."(Minerva had lost the bite in her voice.)
"I have accepted my fate Minerva."
" Well not me! I know Whats going to happen and I won't allow it."
"And how do you know Whats going to happen Minerva, I thought you disliked divination."
"Lets just say that I have taken an interest in the future since it came walking through those gates and told me I was dead."
Hermione froze, they were talking about her, which meant that dumbledore had told them what she ha told him. This day just kept on getting better and better.
A thought struck Hermione...... Lacouse has a son?
She silently smacked herself for not realizing it, they hid it well.
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Twenty minute later Hermione sat at the front of the class flanked by Lucius and Snape listening to Professor Lacouse dictated today's assignment to them. Through her furious taking of notes she watched two people in the class very closely. One was Lacouse, the way she looked at the students, most were with hard contempt and some a thirst to strangle. How she reminded Hermione of her original potions master.
Then she saw it, Lacouse made an error she gazed over to the trio of Slytherin's and Hermione saw for the briefest moment that her eyes softened when she looked at one of the students. Now Hermione knew why she seemed so familiar, her eyes, her hair, even her facial structure was the very same as.
Severus Snape.
It made so much sense now, Snapes love of potions had come from his mother along with his striking features. Why did they keep it secret?
Hermione was brought back to the class room surroundings when she heard Lacouse bark out instructions for the rest of the class.
Once again she was pair with Lily Potter and Severus Snape.
"Hello" chimed Lily with her usual bright smile and the three of them gathered around the cauldron to prepare for there potion.
"Lily" nodded Snape in acknowledgement.
Hermione gave her a brief nod and a smile as they began.
A half an hour later they had finished there potion which was now a bright sparkling red before the rest of the class and were given time to chat.
"So where are you from Lily?" Hermione inquired.
"I live in London with my parents and sister." She replied.
Hermione remembered now that lily was Muggle born and that her sister was one of the worst haters of magic the world of Muggles had ever spawned. Hermione bet that if she could Petunia Evans would have burned Lily at the stake for heratizim.
"What about you Hermione, we never hear anything of where you're from." Lily inquired.
Hermione noticed that Snape suddenly became interested in the conversation, she had never talked about where she had been before she came to Hogwarts, no matter how hard Lucius and Severus pressed the matter.
" There's not much to tell, my parents are dead and I currently live at the school" Hermione said trying to keep the mounting pain out of her voice, it had been so long since she had thought of her parents.
"How did they die?" Snape asked in a very soft and gentle tone that was unheard of for him.
Hermione bit her lip hard until she felt the coppery taste of blood seep into her mouth, and she turned a very hard and closed off look to Snape. " Wizards killed them." She whispered.
Snape's eyes widened and looked at Hermione with mixed emotions, Hermione knew she had just let slip a huge clue to him and he may just be smart enough to figure out what it meant.
Lily noticed how Hermione had added a little bit of bite to the word "wizard" and realization dawned on her.
"Your Muggle born aren't you" she whispered, knowing what might happen if the Slytherin's found a Muggle born in there house.
Hermione once again was on her guard, she knew lily was Muggle born and found comfort in that but she didn't want the whole school knowing her heritage.
Holding her head high she answered. " Yes I' am"
Lily was baffled. " How the heck did you get into Slytherin then, they don't accept Muggle boron's!"
Lily had a good point, why was she placed in Slytherin, the house had banned all Muggle borns and here she was mingling with the best of them. There was a sudden twinge in her arm. The mark, it must have swayed the hat some how. Once again it reminded Hermione that Voldmort now held a sort of sway over her life.
Thankfully Lily and Snape both decided that it was time to change the subject.
"I think the potions ready" commented Snape.
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Hermione left the class before anyone had a chance to speak with her. She needed time alone, her conversation with Lily Evans had brought back memories that she didn't need to deal with at the moment, it had only been about two months since she had first came to this time and the wounds were still fresh.
She wasn't aloud much time to herself however because as she was making her way back the Slytherin common room on her own a large hand placed its self on her shoulder. She assumed it was Dumbledore until she felt a warm tinge in her stomach. Turning she became lost in the eyes of Severus Snape.
Why was he looking at her that way?
"Are you ok?" He asked his silken soft voice rolled off of his tongue. It took every thing in her power not to shiver.
"Yes Im fine would you please let go of me?" It was more of a command then a request.
But he didn't let go. He just looked at her like he was trying to read her soul. I know she's hiding something, she does it well but it's driving me mad not knowing.
She just continued to glare at him. He was sure that her face was going to stay like that permanently if she didn't stop. Reluctantly he let go, but held her fast with his eyes.
"Your not and I know it" he whispered.
With a swirl of robes he left and for the first time in months Hermione felt tears begging to gather behind her eyes.
She quickly disappeared up to her room and aloud the world to come crashing in on her.
~~~~~~~*****~~~~~~~
It was a day later when Hermione saw Lucius and Snape again; she hadn't come down for dinner that night. She had been to busy crying her hart out for lost loved ones and for the pains in her hart that were beginning to crack through her soul.
She took a seat next to Snape as it had been left open. He nodded in recognition of her presence. Lucius on the other hand smiled widely he was seated on the other side of Hermione and gave her a nudge with his shoulder.
Hermione gave an attempt to smile, only yesterday night did she realize what she had been doing for the last two months. She had been turning away from her friends to one who would become a death eater and another who would share the same fate but turn away.
What the hell was she doing, she craved companionship and she knew it. Deep inside however she knew that something about this wasn't right. She wasn't supposed to be friends with Lucius Malfoy and Severus Snape. It wasn't how history was supposed to be played. There was no way for that game to be played.
Soon the plates along the four house tables clattered and filled with food. In Hermione's there were bacon and sausages, she looked down at it in disgust. It had been three years since she had last eaten pork. She wasn't about to start now.
"I take it you don't like what you have on your plate?" inquired Snape.
" I stopped eating pork years ago, I have to much respect for the animal." She said matter of faculty.
" Because of its intelligence?" Snape pressed.
He had hit it right on the nail, that was why she never ate pig or pork ever again, she had to much respect for the animal and thought it cruel to destroy anything with such an understanding around it. She gave Snape an impressed look and replaced the pig on her plate with French toast.
As she was eating she gazed over the tables, her eyes caught on the famous Gryffindor Marauders, and they were all in deep conversation with Lily Evan's. Lily turned and looked at Hermione who smile brightly at the girl. She hoped she could talk to her again it was something special to speak with your best friends dead mother. What she saw next was unexpected, Sirius Black looked up at her and gave her a sneer followed by Peter Pettigrue. Sirius's didn't really scare her but Peter's did.
He was completely different then what he would look like in a few years. He held no traces of a potbelly and was rather well built like Fred or George Weasly, but that was as far as the resemblance went. He had short ruff blond hair, not like Lucius's flowing golden locks. His eyes were a dark brown and held no spark to them, there was very little power in this boy and even less intelligence.
Then why did he scar her so?
"Hermione, were going to go back to the common room before classes start do you wana come?" Asked Lucius.
"Sure" She replied eager to get away from the eyes that were now on her.
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They were on their way to the common room when a bunch of Gryffindor and RavenClaw girls came chirping by. A few of them giving Severus and Lucius fluttering looks and then rather hate laced glances at Hermione. IT was then she realized that most girls would kill to be in her position with the two Slytherin's. Little did the girls know that Hermione would kill to get out of it?
One of the girls a RavenClaw was Narccissa, she gave Hermione a soft smile and then a worried glance at Lucius who just raised his eye browns and smiled evilly at her. Hermione was going to have to ask what was going on between them.
"Did you see the looks those girl gave me, Sev?" Lucius chimed rather arrogantly.
Severus raised his eyebrows. " You? Those looks were plainly for me my good friend."
" In your dreams Snape, any girl could see that Im more attractive"
"Yes what girl wouldn't want a short arrogant "Itchy" little boy, who has his head shoved up so far up his ass that he could have a conversation with his stomach."
Hermione snorted in laughter. The two boys turned to her. " I have a solution to the quarrel right here." Lucius commented proudly.
"Hermione which one of us is more attractive."
Hermione just about choked. What the hell had he just asked her? What shocked her more was the fact that they had noticed that she was a girl. Harry and Ron never did that.
"You both are butt ugly now common lets go."
Both boys looked at her with crushed pride and were rather surprised at her. Hermione just laughed and grabbed the two rather shocked boys and headed down to the Slytherin Common room. They were half way there when Hermione tripped and found herself flat on her face.
"Watch ware your going Slytherin Bitch!"
Hermione knew that voice; she looked up and saw two pairs of brown faded eyes. Looking further she saw that it was Peter Pettigrue flanked by Sirius Black. James and Remus were no were to be found.
Lucius bent down to help Hermione to her feet as Snape turned to the two laughing Gryffendor's.
" Cant ever pick on some one your own size eh black?" He snapped, taking a step towards the two Gryffendors.
"Always have to defend your little girlfriend Snape?" came the squeaky and very unconfident voice of Peter.
Hermione had finally picked herself up off the ground and rounded on Peter, her eyes blazing with more rage then they had ever had with Snape. She could clearly see Peter falter. She was a good head taller then him and had more power and brains then he could ever acquire. Her mind raced as she fought to remember every little detail she had about him.
He was the one who had started it all, he gave James and Lily Potter to Voldmort, the little worm had put Sirius, Harry's Godfather in Azkaban, and then into a grave in the ground when she was in her sixth year.
She didn't want to have anything to do with him; he was probably already working for Voldmort. Helping him plan out how he would rule the world.
She turned to Snape and Malfoy. "Let's just go, there's no point in having it out with people who are severely under our IQ level." She grabbed their arms and started to walk away.
"Haha Snape, you need a what was the word that you Slytherin's use oh yes a "Mudblood" to bail you out of a fight!" It was blacks voice.
Hermione stopped and let go of Malfoy and Snape, she turned to face Black there was fear in her eyes. How did he know? Then it hit her. Lily she must have told them, god how could she have been so stupid! Of course she would take any chance possible to cause trouble to a Slytherin, Lily was a Gryffendore.
She turned to Snape who looked just as surprised as she did. There was a notable fear in his eyes.
She then turned to Malfoy who looked as though he had just stepped in dog feicese. He backed away from Hermione and looked at Snape with an accusing look.
"Your Muggle born?" he sneered down at her. Hermione just looked at him with saddened eyes, she knew she had lost his friend ship, he would never remain friends with her, there was no point, she wasn't pureblooded and he was.
Snape on the other hand seemed not to truly care at all that she was Muggle born and had told her before.
Gods how she wanted to rip Lily's little perfect head off of her shoulders.
Black laughed at her discomfort.
She turned to face him once again; cold fury was reflected in her eyes. " You know Black for a Gryffindor you sure are a snake, I do not care that you know that I'm Muggle born, but I'm warning you, stay away from me or you will find out why that damned hat placed me in Slytherin!"
Never in her life had she ever been so angry and so disgusted with the world. She may be Muggle born but she was still a witch and the brightest of her generation, or generations. Well both her worlds!
Her gaze and fury then turned to the rat beside the tall dark haired scumbage that was to be her best friends godfather.
"You Peter had better watch your step around me because I know more about you than you would like any one out side the "Circle" to know."
She saw him blanch visibly at her words, well at least there was one question answered. Peter was in fact a death eater or an apprentice to Voldmort at this time. It was written on his face at her carefully chosen words.
With that she spun in a fury of robes, and walked down the hall ready to bring fire and brimstone down on the world if it so much as breathed.
Hermione awoke on November the 1st with a slight light headed feeling, she rolled around in her large feather down green sheeted bed musing of the fun that had had last night. She suddenly gave a gasp of horror and sat up straight as a bored in her bed.
"Oh My God!" she screamed. " I kissed my potions Teacher!"
The realization that she had kissed no almost devoured her soon to be potions master and the brain of every student's existence last night came crashing into her brain. and she had liked it...no she had loved it. She absentmindedly brought her hand to her mouth and felt were his soft thin lips had claimed her own. For a soon to be greasy git he was an amazing kisser. She felt her cheeks go a deep red from the thought of him.
Then the balcony, he held her till dawn. Gods what was going on, and why did you allow your self to be held? Ecspecialy by him.
Hermione tried in vain to null the awkward feeling in her stomach when she thought of the dark eyed quick witted sullen boy who had held her tight last night when she was wallowing in self pity/
"Hermione this mark must be doing something to your brain!" she snapped at herself.
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As Hermione walked down into the great hall for breakfast she noticed a grand commotion over by the house point score board. There had to have been at least twenty people surrounding a special notice at the bottom of the point recorders.
"Hey Granger!" shouted Lucius from the mass of people, as he waded his way towards her, closely followed by Severus Snape. Hermione felt her cheeks become warm at the sight of him and quickly averted her eyes from his tall dark form towards Lucius.
"Whats going on?" she inquired.
"Dueling club competition sing up." Came Snapes voice in a rough response, Hermione stole a quick glance at him and saw that he had the faintest twinge of a blush on his pale cheeks and he was plainly avoiding her gaze.
"So are you going to enter it?" Lucius said while lightly bumping Hermione.
"Wh- What?" she sounded surprised.
"So you're not going to then?"
" No I don't think so"
There was a deep laugh from beside Lucius that seemed to have come from Severus. The blush was no longer present in his face, it had returned to its normal pale state.
"Whats your problem?" Hermione inquired, to Severus who no longer seemed to be blushing but was starring at her wit ha scowl and contempt.
"I just think that it is a wise move that you shouldn't enter the competition," he said with a bit of a snarl.
" Oh and why is that?"
"It's quite simple really, you would get grounded into a mass of blood and frizzy hair with in the first match so there's really no point in signing up for it." He said matter of factly.
Hermione felt anger flair inside of her, what is he playing at. Ha she laughed to herself. She probably had more experience dueling then he did, or the whole school for that matter. "Care to place a bet on that Snape?" she spat.
"What that you'll be destroyed in the first round?" he said with amusement.
"No, that I'll with the whole bloody competition" she growled.
She saw many emotions flash across Snapes face all of which returned to one, thrill and contempt.
" Well I will take that bet, but I truly doubt that you will be able to win the competition!"
"Oh and why is that?!"
" Very simple (he glared down at her with a daggers and poison) I intend to win Granger"
Hermione felt her resolve faultier a bit, only now after she had made the challenge did she realize what she was doing, she had just challenged her potion master to a duel, her Death eater potion master who for all she knew had probably already killed some one, to a wizards duel competition! She had never wanted to smack herself so hard before. What ever feelings that were there before were now gone replaced by plain fear.
But she couldn't let Snape see that.
" Ok then Snape a little wager, I win I will chose what ever punishment I see fit for you!"
Snape suddenly looked very interested. " And if I win?"
"What is it that you want?" she asked a little worriedly.
"When I Win I shall choose what ever punishment I see fit for you, no questions asked!"
She thought on this for a moment, there was no way she was going to loose. She held out her hand to him. "Deal?"
His hand and long spidery fingers clasped hers, and she fought hard not to blush again. " Deal!" he whispered.
" Are you two done with the whole " Im a bigger Wizard/Witch then you are" scheme?" came the highly annoyed voice of Lucius.
The two of then let go of each others hands like they were on fire. "What ever" mumbled Hermione.
"Are you going to enter Lucius?"
"No, Professor Lacouse band me from it last year." He mumbled sounding very embarrassed.
"Why?" Asked Hermione.
"Because he got drunk off his rocker before one of the final matches and some how managed to transfigure his own wand into a rubber chicken." Came Snape, trying desperately hard not to laugh at his embarrassed friend.
"Yah it took Lacouse two weeks to figure out how to turn it back" mumbled Lucius.
Hermione just laughed and grabbed the two boys and headed down for breakfast. The hall as usual was packed full of students and littered with teachers. The trio sat down at the Slytherin table and began "wolfing" down morsels of food. All three of them hadn't eaten since lunch yesterday due to the Halloween festivities.
Hermione smiled in her Pumpkin juice at the thought of yesterday; there had been games, food, competitions, food oh and of course food. Then there was the truth or dare match, that it is self was amazing, the Slytherin Snakes had really gone all out for that, and the Orb had truly amazed her. However she was very careful to always take the dare's lest some of her secrets about her origin leak out.
Once again Hermione's mind returned to the kiss she had shared with Severus Snape. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced. Not that she was completely with out knowledge in that area but she new from the way he kissed that he was a master of the art.
Like so many other things.
"Hey Hermione! You awake?" Lucius asked while waving a hand infront of her face trying to gain her attention.
She came out of her daze. "What?"
"You looked like you were away with the pixies! What was with the goofy smile on your face?" he inquired.
Hermione blushed a deep crimson, and Lucius picked up on it.
"Oohh, I see then. (He nudged Snape I n the ribs next to him) Looks like our litter Granger is growing up, she's got her first crush!" laughed.
Hermione looked indignant, and seethed at Lucius. " I do not have a "Crush!" as you so plainly put it"
"Not going to fly Granger, I've seen that look before, you've got it bad for some one. Common tell us, we won't say a thing!"
Hermione looked at Lucius and then to Snape. She froze when she got to Snape, he looked shut off from the world, and right then and there he looked just like he did when he taught her potions. Shaking the thoughts from her head she rounded back to Lucius.
"Lucius get it through your head, I'm not attracted to any one at this school, alright."
Yes you are! Came that annoying little voice in the back of her head.
She told it to shut up.
~~~~~~~*****~~~~~~~
The rest of the day was completely uneventful; she had finished all of her classes in the morning and now only had her normal double potions with the gryffendors. She had left the library at lunch early so she could get there a head of time.
When she reached the class room in the deep hart of the dungeons she reached to open the door but froze when she heard voices inside the class room.
"Selena, you know as well as I do that we should get her away from them." Hermione knew that voice she had heard it for the last seven years of her life, it was Minerva McGonagall head of Gryffindor house.
"Minerva! May I remind you that this is my son that you are talking about!" came the short and snappy reply of Selena Lacouse.
"My apologies Selena but I still think we should remove her from the two of them, something isn't right and you know as well as I do the future that is in store for those two."
" I know Minvera, and it pains me to think that my own flesh and blood would do such a thing especially him." ( She sounded exasperated )
" Precisely why we should remove her from their company, of all the boys she had to get mixed up with."
Lacouse cut her off. " I believe that she will be good for them, she is here for a reason."
"Selena may I remind you that what your "son" is going to do, what he is going to do to us all, what he is going to do to you."(Minerva had lost the bite in her voice.)
"I have accepted my fate Minerva."
" Well not me! I know Whats going to happen and I won't allow it."
"And how do you know Whats going to happen Minerva, I thought you disliked divination."
"Lets just say that I have taken an interest in the future since it came walking through those gates and told me I was dead."
Hermione froze, they were talking about her, which meant that dumbledore had told them what she ha told him. This day just kept on getting better and better.
A thought struck Hermione...... Lacouse has a son?
She silently smacked herself for not realizing it, they hid it well.
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Twenty minute later Hermione sat at the front of the class flanked by Lucius and Snape listening to Professor Lacouse dictated today's assignment to them. Through her furious taking of notes she watched two people in the class very closely. One was Lacouse, the way she looked at the students, most were with hard contempt and some a thirst to strangle. How she reminded Hermione of her original potions master.
Then she saw it, Lacouse made an error she gazed over to the trio of Slytherin's and Hermione saw for the briefest moment that her eyes softened when she looked at one of the students. Now Hermione knew why she seemed so familiar, her eyes, her hair, even her facial structure was the very same as.
Severus Snape.
It made so much sense now, Snapes love of potions had come from his mother along with his striking features. Why did they keep it secret?
Hermione was brought back to the class room surroundings when she heard Lacouse bark out instructions for the rest of the class.
Once again she was pair with Lily Potter and Severus Snape.
"Hello" chimed Lily with her usual bright smile and the three of them gathered around the cauldron to prepare for there potion.
"Lily" nodded Snape in acknowledgement.
Hermione gave her a brief nod and a smile as they began.
A half an hour later they had finished there potion which was now a bright sparkling red before the rest of the class and were given time to chat.
"So where are you from Lily?" Hermione inquired.
"I live in London with my parents and sister." She replied.
Hermione remembered now that lily was Muggle born and that her sister was one of the worst haters of magic the world of Muggles had ever spawned. Hermione bet that if she could Petunia Evans would have burned Lily at the stake for heratizim.
"What about you Hermione, we never hear anything of where you're from." Lily inquired.
Hermione noticed that Snape suddenly became interested in the conversation, she had never talked about where she had been before she came to Hogwarts, no matter how hard Lucius and Severus pressed the matter.
" There's not much to tell, my parents are dead and I currently live at the school" Hermione said trying to keep the mounting pain out of her voice, it had been so long since she had thought of her parents.
"How did they die?" Snape asked in a very soft and gentle tone that was unheard of for him.
Hermione bit her lip hard until she felt the coppery taste of blood seep into her mouth, and she turned a very hard and closed off look to Snape. " Wizards killed them." She whispered.
Snape's eyes widened and looked at Hermione with mixed emotions, Hermione knew she had just let slip a huge clue to him and he may just be smart enough to figure out what it meant.
Lily noticed how Hermione had added a little bit of bite to the word "wizard" and realization dawned on her.
"Your Muggle born aren't you" she whispered, knowing what might happen if the Slytherin's found a Muggle born in there house.
Hermione once again was on her guard, she knew lily was Muggle born and found comfort in that but she didn't want the whole school knowing her heritage.
Holding her head high she answered. " Yes I' am"
Lily was baffled. " How the heck did you get into Slytherin then, they don't accept Muggle boron's!"
Lily had a good point, why was she placed in Slytherin, the house had banned all Muggle borns and here she was mingling with the best of them. There was a sudden twinge in her arm. The mark, it must have swayed the hat some how. Once again it reminded Hermione that Voldmort now held a sort of sway over her life.
Thankfully Lily and Snape both decided that it was time to change the subject.
"I think the potions ready" commented Snape.
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Hermione left the class before anyone had a chance to speak with her. She needed time alone, her conversation with Lily Evans had brought back memories that she didn't need to deal with at the moment, it had only been about two months since she had first came to this time and the wounds were still fresh.
She wasn't aloud much time to herself however because as she was making her way back the Slytherin common room on her own a large hand placed its self on her shoulder. She assumed it was Dumbledore until she felt a warm tinge in her stomach. Turning she became lost in the eyes of Severus Snape.
Why was he looking at her that way?
"Are you ok?" He asked his silken soft voice rolled off of his tongue. It took every thing in her power not to shiver.
"Yes Im fine would you please let go of me?" It was more of a command then a request.
But he didn't let go. He just looked at her like he was trying to read her soul. I know she's hiding something, she does it well but it's driving me mad not knowing.
She just continued to glare at him. He was sure that her face was going to stay like that permanently if she didn't stop. Reluctantly he let go, but held her fast with his eyes.
"Your not and I know it" he whispered.
With a swirl of robes he left and for the first time in months Hermione felt tears begging to gather behind her eyes.
She quickly disappeared up to her room and aloud the world to come crashing in on her.
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It was a day later when Hermione saw Lucius and Snape again; she hadn't come down for dinner that night. She had been to busy crying her hart out for lost loved ones and for the pains in her hart that were beginning to crack through her soul.
She took a seat next to Snape as it had been left open. He nodded in recognition of her presence. Lucius on the other hand smiled widely he was seated on the other side of Hermione and gave her a nudge with his shoulder.
Hermione gave an attempt to smile, only yesterday night did she realize what she had been doing for the last two months. She had been turning away from her friends to one who would become a death eater and another who would share the same fate but turn away.
What the hell was she doing, she craved companionship and she knew it. Deep inside however she knew that something about this wasn't right. She wasn't supposed to be friends with Lucius Malfoy and Severus Snape. It wasn't how history was supposed to be played. There was no way for that game to be played.
Soon the plates along the four house tables clattered and filled with food. In Hermione's there were bacon and sausages, she looked down at it in disgust. It had been three years since she had last eaten pork. She wasn't about to start now.
"I take it you don't like what you have on your plate?" inquired Snape.
" I stopped eating pork years ago, I have to much respect for the animal." She said matter of faculty.
" Because of its intelligence?" Snape pressed.
He had hit it right on the nail, that was why she never ate pig or pork ever again, she had to much respect for the animal and thought it cruel to destroy anything with such an understanding around it. She gave Snape an impressed look and replaced the pig on her plate with French toast.
As she was eating she gazed over the tables, her eyes caught on the famous Gryffindor Marauders, and they were all in deep conversation with Lily Evan's. Lily turned and looked at Hermione who smile brightly at the girl. She hoped she could talk to her again it was something special to speak with your best friends dead mother. What she saw next was unexpected, Sirius Black looked up at her and gave her a sneer followed by Peter Pettigrue. Sirius's didn't really scare her but Peter's did.
He was completely different then what he would look like in a few years. He held no traces of a potbelly and was rather well built like Fred or George Weasly, but that was as far as the resemblance went. He had short ruff blond hair, not like Lucius's flowing golden locks. His eyes were a dark brown and held no spark to them, there was very little power in this boy and even less intelligence.
Then why did he scar her so?
"Hermione, were going to go back to the common room before classes start do you wana come?" Asked Lucius.
"Sure" She replied eager to get away from the eyes that were now on her.
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They were on their way to the common room when a bunch of Gryffindor and RavenClaw girls came chirping by. A few of them giving Severus and Lucius fluttering looks and then rather hate laced glances at Hermione. IT was then she realized that most girls would kill to be in her position with the two Slytherin's. Little did the girls know that Hermione would kill to get out of it?
One of the girls a RavenClaw was Narccissa, she gave Hermione a soft smile and then a worried glance at Lucius who just raised his eye browns and smiled evilly at her. Hermione was going to have to ask what was going on between them.
"Did you see the looks those girl gave me, Sev?" Lucius chimed rather arrogantly.
Severus raised his eyebrows. " You? Those looks were plainly for me my good friend."
" In your dreams Snape, any girl could see that Im more attractive"
"Yes what girl wouldn't want a short arrogant "Itchy" little boy, who has his head shoved up so far up his ass that he could have a conversation with his stomach."
Hermione snorted in laughter. The two boys turned to her. " I have a solution to the quarrel right here." Lucius commented proudly.
"Hermione which one of us is more attractive."
Hermione just about choked. What the hell had he just asked her? What shocked her more was the fact that they had noticed that she was a girl. Harry and Ron never did that.
"You both are butt ugly now common lets go."
Both boys looked at her with crushed pride and were rather surprised at her. Hermione just laughed and grabbed the two rather shocked boys and headed down to the Slytherin Common room. They were half way there when Hermione tripped and found herself flat on her face.
"Watch ware your going Slytherin Bitch!"
Hermione knew that voice; she looked up and saw two pairs of brown faded eyes. Looking further she saw that it was Peter Pettigrue flanked by Sirius Black. James and Remus were no were to be found.
Lucius bent down to help Hermione to her feet as Snape turned to the two laughing Gryffendor's.
" Cant ever pick on some one your own size eh black?" He snapped, taking a step towards the two Gryffendors.
"Always have to defend your little girlfriend Snape?" came the squeaky and very unconfident voice of Peter.
Hermione had finally picked herself up off the ground and rounded on Peter, her eyes blazing with more rage then they had ever had with Snape. She could clearly see Peter falter. She was a good head taller then him and had more power and brains then he could ever acquire. Her mind raced as she fought to remember every little detail she had about him.
He was the one who had started it all, he gave James and Lily Potter to Voldmort, the little worm had put Sirius, Harry's Godfather in Azkaban, and then into a grave in the ground when she was in her sixth year.
She didn't want to have anything to do with him; he was probably already working for Voldmort. Helping him plan out how he would rule the world.
She turned to Snape and Malfoy. "Let's just go, there's no point in having it out with people who are severely under our IQ level." She grabbed their arms and started to walk away.
"Haha Snape, you need a what was the word that you Slytherin's use oh yes a "Mudblood" to bail you out of a fight!" It was blacks voice.
Hermione stopped and let go of Malfoy and Snape, she turned to face Black there was fear in her eyes. How did he know? Then it hit her. Lily she must have told them, god how could she have been so stupid! Of course she would take any chance possible to cause trouble to a Slytherin, Lily was a Gryffendore.
She turned to Snape who looked just as surprised as she did. There was a notable fear in his eyes.
She then turned to Malfoy who looked as though he had just stepped in dog feicese. He backed away from Hermione and looked at Snape with an accusing look.
"Your Muggle born?" he sneered down at her. Hermione just looked at him with saddened eyes, she knew she had lost his friend ship, he would never remain friends with her, there was no point, she wasn't pureblooded and he was.
Snape on the other hand seemed not to truly care at all that she was Muggle born and had told her before.
Gods how she wanted to rip Lily's little perfect head off of her shoulders.
Black laughed at her discomfort.
She turned to face him once again; cold fury was reflected in her eyes. " You know Black for a Gryffindor you sure are a snake, I do not care that you know that I'm Muggle born, but I'm warning you, stay away from me or you will find out why that damned hat placed me in Slytherin!"
Never in her life had she ever been so angry and so disgusted with the world. She may be Muggle born but she was still a witch and the brightest of her generation, or generations. Well both her worlds!
Her gaze and fury then turned to the rat beside the tall dark haired scumbage that was to be her best friends godfather.
"You Peter had better watch your step around me because I know more about you than you would like any one out side the "Circle" to know."
She saw him blanch visibly at her words, well at least there was one question answered. Peter was in fact a death eater or an apprentice to Voldmort at this time. It was written on his face at her carefully chosen words.
With that she spun in a fury of robes, and walked down the hall ready to bring fire and brimstone down on the world if it so much as breathed.